Chapter 5

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by notactiveanymore1

by notactiveanymore1

BEFORE JUNIOR YEAR

| Donatella Bambi Tomas |

"Ms. Tomas we are truly sorry about what your daughter has gone through in Vivian Pantel High School a few months ago. We are truly ashamed that we could not provide the safety that was promised for your child. Now that you are here, we would like to apologies to you and your daughter." Principal Minnelli waited a few seconds for my mother and I to say something but nothing was spoken. We had a plan and needed to stick to it. He cleared his throat at the thick tension and started to speak again. "Well then, we want you to know that not everyone is perfect, and we are human. Humans are not made to be perfect, we are made to be imperfect. And that is perfect. Vivian Pantel High is not perfect either. We want you to find it somewhere in your hearts to forgive us. We would love to have Donatella back for the new school year, but I want you to drop the charges."

"I'm sorry what? Drop the charges? What the fuck is wrong with this school? My daughter almost got kill at this school and you are asking me to drop the charges. Well I think your apology is bullshit! Fuck you, my daughter could've been dead if that teacher didn't go look for her. What kind of bath room does not have a look in the inside? Or a fire extinguisher? Hell to the fuck no. I didn't understand why you even called us to visit this new relocated school. Thirty minutes away from my house must I add. But now I do, so you can ask me to drop the charges so this shitty school won't look bad. Well fuck you." My mom yelled banging her fist at the table. I didn't dare say a word, instead I just sat back and watched the show. This was the most enjoyable thing that happened ever since I left the boring and painful hospital. The sight of my mom yelling at my dick of a principle was like music to my ears.

"Ms. Tomas please quite down. We're desperate! We need you to drop the charges, this school is already in a tight spot. Everything had to be redone and new, we even had to buy a new building. It was hard to even get parents to even think about letting their kids joining this school again. The school is much more safe now, please don't do this to us!" Principle Minnelli begged. This was tge first time I've ever seen him like this, it was uncomfortable to watch but it means our ambitions were soon to be achieved. The look in my moms eyes was murderous , Minnelli could be down in one second.

"My daughter had third degree burns on her legs and thighs, and some of the marks are still there. She has a cast on her leg and arm, this schools reputation is the least of my worries. Got that?" Her voice was low meaning 'Do as you're fucking told' or 'Shut the fuck up'. She nodded her head, signalling me to stand up. Slowly I stood up carefully and limped to the door.

"Wait! I'll do anything please!" He yelled stopping my mom from opening the door. She rolled her eyes and I tried my best not to laugh at how desperate this guy was. She huffed and faced him.

"Would you let my daughter enroll in this school with no costs?"She questioned jokingly. He nodded is head fast. She raised her eyebrow.

"Would you let my daughter go on school trips for free no matter where?"

"Yes! Anything!"

"Hmm, my daughter gets her lunch without paying and you buy her a brand new phone of her choice. Got it?" She smirked at the shaking dumb fuck. My heart was beating fast at her demands, they were brilliant. It's a win-win, this school doesn't get it's rep ruined more than it already is and we're saving money, and I get a brand new phone. My old one got caught in the fire. I wasn't too sad it was a very old phone but all my photos were on there which bumped me out a little. And not having a my phone with me for a long period of time isn't a fun time.

"Bu- what am I saying, okay. Okay fine." He huffed snapping his fingers at the receptionist to write our demands down. "Now is that all? "

"Is Mr. Styles still working here?" I ask of curiosity. He probably wasn't anyway, after all that happened he probably cursed the staff from A to Z.

"Yes, we got to talking and he agreed to wor-"

"Give him a raise." I cut him off quickly. His eyes widen in shock and his face turns red. This wasn't part of the plan, but I gave it a try.

"No-now Ms.Tomas you understand that I just can't give out raises like that. It-It's just not w-" His stuttering got worse with every word he spoke.

"The man that risked his life to save mine is not gonna get a raise because this school is too cheap is what you're telling Principle Minnelli." I was sick of looking at him, his face all red and oily. But I knew he was gonna give in soon, and once the school year starts Mr.Styles would get a proper thank you present from me.

"I-I just. . .oh fine. He gets a raise, but that's it. So if you can be kind enough to leave, we'd really appreciate it. " He sighed in defeat, taking a seat on his desk putting his head on his hands. I almost felt bad for him but I feel bad for myself more. I almost died in that school and they need a way of saying they are sorry. It's the least they can do since I've been hospitalized and now wearing a casts and needing to use crouches with third degree burns marking my once clear legs. It's gonna be hard for me to ever wanna wear skirts or shorts in the future without being self conscious about my marks.

"Thank you, for your. . .kindness Principle Minnelli, see you at orientation day. C'mon Don, we have errands we must run. Good day." My mother said coolly opening the door for me to exit. It took me a while to leave from the crutches, and the fact that I slowed down on purpose, exaggerating on the groans of pain trying to make them feel even more guilty. Once the door was closed my mother and I exchanged a devilish smirk.

"Well Don, how about we go to DQ to celebrate? Maybe we can even invite that teacher of yours, Mr. Sexy Ass Styles huh?" My mom wiggled her eyebrows at me suggestivly.

"No date list mama, disgusting. Along with new neighbor Jameson." I roll my eyes at her playfully.

"I thought it was the no kiss list."

"Was the no kiss list, but I can't even kiss anyone on the list legally." I retort. Her eyebrows raise and her eyes widen, gasping as if she had something to smart to say.

"You can't date anyone on the list legally anyway! I can but you, ah uh honey." She sticks out her tongue in a "I'm a bad bitch" way. She was way too immature to be a mother is for sure. She is too young for having a teenage daughter but look at her now. Early 30s and a 17 almost 18 year old daughter, she's reliving her teenage years through me.

"I don't about that. I mean Kylie and Tyga were dating when she was 17 and he was 25. And Paul Walker was like engaged to a underage girl before he died. I may be secretly be getting the d from Mr. Sexy ass Styles and you would've never known. He " I tease sticking out my tongue at her. Her face tries to remain unamused but the cackle that left her mouth showed some.

"Ugh, whatever but you better be joking that man is way too old for you. "She sighed talking in a cocky british accent causing me to be second hand embarrassed. Looping her arm around mine she walked us to the door . "I know a place much better than DQ we can go. Like a small diner we can go to that just opened up. You can tell me more about these celebs and their young girlfriends there."

[ A | n so some bad shit happen in my life the past few months. I wasn't motivated to update bc i lost a lot of people. Not like you lost a best friend, no i literally lost people. They died and I never really had dealed with that stuff before 2015-2016 so it took a lot of my happiness when i first started the school year. And now I'm able to kinda get okay. I don't think of it as much as I used to, because i don't want to remember those people as dead.

I really want to get back on updating and really hope you guys would still read.

Also this is where second parts ends and you'll see why bc the story is just getting started.

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But first #blacklivesmatter to the hoes that preach all lives matter but won't say shit when a little kid saw her dad get killed by a cop, to those hoes say all lives matter but choose to ignore the whole country of Palestine and Syria as the people, the LIVES in those countries slowly die out.

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